Yang Bicheng died fearlessly, but he had to avenge his brothers no matter how he said he was before his death.

He also knew that he was a scumbag in terms of shooting skills and stings. Not to mention dealing with the powerful Japanese army, even the "militia" of the security group considered weak by officials at all levels, he might be inferior to that of the "militia" of the security group that officials at all levels thought was weak.

If you want to kill the Japanese, you must find another way.

So, he thought of the Browning pistol given to him by the battalion commander. This American pistol is powerful and does not jump wildly like a thug of a thug. That is, the gun is late in his hand, and the weak Yang Bicheng cannot train his shooting accuracy in a short period of time.

So he came up with a move to get closer to the Japanese, and waited close enough before firing.

The pistol, which was filled with bullets and opened the safety, was inserted into the belt behind him. In order to practice the quick pulling of the gun from behind, he had been secretly practicing in the corner for several hours.

The accuracy is not enough, but the speed of pulling the gun is not slow.

Sure enough, this move worked. Yang Bicheng, holding a gun in both hands, pulled the trigger three times in a row at more than two meters, without a single bullet flying. Three bullets staggered and retreated. Yang Bicheng, who was reluctant to waste the bullets, kicked him to the ground, snatched the opponent's gun, and poked it hard. The Japanese army rolled their eyes, and obviously it was impossible to survive again.

It turns out that killing the Japanese is not that difficult! Looking at the strong Japanese invaders who were killed by him, Yang Bicheng had never felt happy in his heart.

"What a fool, why are you still standing there? Keep shooting for me!" Wang Changshou's voice rang in Yang Bicheng's ears.

At this time, what resounded on the battlefield was not the sound of bayonets entering the flesh that Yang Bicheng imagined, but more of the sound of gunfire.

Although the Independent Battalion was first established, whether it was the Fourth Battalion, the Security Battalion, or the Security Group, they were not soldiers under Tang Dao, but also those who had been taught by Tang Dao.

When fighting with the Japanese, you cannot rely on brute force, but more on your mind.

For example, two infantry squads led by Yang Xiaoshan had less than 20 vanguards, but without saying that they came up, they held bayonets and stabbed the Japanese army. The kind of hand-to-hand combat, killing one thousand enemies, hurting one thousand five by themselves.

In addition to Yang Bicheng, the young man and Wang Changshou who were forced to chase out, the two infantry squads are actually divided into levels.

The two squad leaders and squad deputy who were holding submachine guns rushed in the front, not only to lead the way, but also to shoot at all the "shit yellow" in the field of view, and then to empty all the bullets in the magazine.

Four submachine guns, but nearly a hundred bullets were swept out by four very experienced veterans. The Japanese infantry who were howling and holding up the bayonet to counterattack were caught off guard, and at least ten Japanese soldiers fell down with even higher and loud screams.

"Why do you need a bayonet if you can kill someone with bullets? All of you remember that as long as you can kill an enemy, whether you poke the eye or kick the crotch, it is a good trick. Even if you use a stone, as long as you can smash your opponent's brain out, it is good equipment.

A good soldier is not how brave he is, how many Japanese killed during his lifetime, but that after killing the Japanese, he can still survive and continue to kill Japanese in the future! Without any choice, any soldier who chooses to die with the Japanese is not a good soldier here. After the war, what I most hope to see is not the Japanese corpse scattered in the wild, but my brothers, looking at me with a smile!" This is Tang Dao's speech to every soldier who followed him.

Tang Dao's subordinates faithfully implemented his tactical philosophy. Even if they charge, they should first exert the firepower of short-range firearms to their maximum advantage.

The terrible rate of fire of the submachine gun poured out the bullets in less than four seconds. The squad leader and squad deputy who fired the bullets did not hesitate to discard the already hot submachine gun, took the rifle sent to them by the rifles soldiers who followed them, and tried their best to catch up with the pace of their comrades.

The independent battalion department issued three spare rifles to each infantry squad in case of damage on the battlefield at any time. As a result, many infantry squads would rather increase the load than put these three guns on their backs, which was used at this time.

The squad leader and squad deputy were the best among the veterans selected by each infantry company, and the Japanese army would inevitably have residual people in the rain of bullets. With their participation in this cruel and bloody close combat, their combat power will naturally increase greatly.

The Japanese army is not stupid either. They close the security bullets before hand-to-hand combat. That is when the two sides entered a state of melee and the bullets were not empty. For example, when the two sides were still hedging for more than twenty meters apart, not only Chinese soldiers fired, but Japanese infantry were also shooting.

The flying trajectories were extremely clear in the dark, while the soldiers of China and Japan ran without fear in this battlefield where they looked creepy.

It was not because they were brave enough, but from the moment the Chinese soldiers jumped up from the grass, and from the moment when the charge was issued, the soldiers on both sides knew that if they wanted to survive, they could only kill each other.

If you want to live, you can only fight.

In the light that the flare is about to fall, the two teams are approaching extremely firmly, gray, blue and yellow, undoubtedly the two best groups of soldiers on the planet.

Even Tang Dao, who regards his opponent as a beast, has to admit this.

Historical records told Tang Dao that the Japanese army was strict in rank and received brainwashing education. They were brave and stubborn on the battlefield. However, after he actually fought with the Japanese army himself, he was amazed to find that the tenacity of the Japanese army on the real battlefield was even better than that of the Japanese army in the historical records.

The Japanese army in front of him was better than the Japanese army he had seen. After experiencing a completely disadvantaged fire suppression and a cover-type attack on grenades, the Japanese army, which originally had only about 60 people, had severely reduced their troops to less than 30. Then, in the hedge between the two sides, they were fan-shaped strafing by four submachine guns, and more than ten were felled.

But their opponent had similar troops as theirs in the first wave alone. There were more than 30 people rushing towards them dozens of meters behind, and their troops had completely crushed them.

If anyone has such a disadvantage, they may consider escaping from this battlefield first. After all, there is still room for maneuverability in their rear and left and right wings, and there are more than a hundred comrades. If they lose this position, they will not be sure to die.

But none of the Japanese troops retreated, nearly twenty people, facing the two Chinese infantry squads whose morale had reached its peak, they walked up with guns.

Faced with such an excellent enemy, Tang Dao had only one choice - kill them.

Yang Xiaoshan, located in the front, also dropped his empty shell gun and faced a Japanese army with a rifle.

Although the Japanese army opposite Yang Xiaoshan was just a high-ranking privateer, they had rich experience. They did not fight each other in a desperate manner when they met. Instead, they were extremely cautious in staggering steps.

That was looking for the opponent's flaws, and then another blow was fatal. Yang Xiaoshan thought so, and his opponent thought so.

At this time, the Chinese and Japanese soldiers who had already contacted each other had similar forces, but compared with the Japanese who were eager to fight desperately, the Chinese soldiers of the two infantry squads did not have such a strong desire to fight to the death, because they had reinforcements behind them, and in just ten seconds, the comrades in the rear rushed over, and they could use two-on-one or three-on-one to solve the enemy.

Therefore, Chinese soldiers often have three people in groups, focusing on defense to deal with their opponents.

Although the Japanese army's stinging skills are powerful, facing such a formation, if they want to break through such a formation in a short time without paying any casualties, they will not even think about it.

Everyone will instinctively cherish life, just like they are tenacious enough to face the advantage of the territory, and the Chinese soldiers who are harmonious can still show their fangs. But that is also driven by the instinct of wanting to live, but if they are asked to give up their lives for the survival of their comrades, it will take time to consider it.

Even a Chinese-style hero is the same.

Unfortunately, there is not enough time left for them.

The moment he ordered the charge to be blown, Tang Dao rushed out of his battle position.

His speed was unimaginable. It was simply a cheetah that discovered prey. Even if your eyes kept chasing him, you could only see the afterimage of him running wildly in the grass.

This is a mountain, not a flat sports field!

This is the battlefield of life, not a field where you can only win medals!

At this moment, the Tang Dao, whose adrenaline surges, completely surpassed the limits of the human body.

He was at least 100 meters away from the front line and ran the entire journey in almost twelve seconds.
Chapter completed!